Dee Tales are whimsical stories inspired by photographs taken with my i-phone. A tiny story for you, a wee sense of accomplishment for me. Enjoy.

“Time is not a straight line.”
Taking a branch, you drew a spiral in the sand. Then you moved the stones one by one.
“Are you sure you want to do this during the day?” I asked, fearful that people would see. You only smiled.
A few children watched what you were doing, but no one was suspicious. Everyone respected your work, being careful to walk around it.
When the last stone was in place you held out your hand.
“Ready to see our future?” Everything tingled as we took one step and then another. Round and round, into the spiral, into time.